My Love Teacher's

Ghosts So - So

"Wow, this room is great." Cyra circulated her gaze and admired every corner of her room. He immediately jumped on the bed. "Hmmm it's soft." He rolled to and fro smelling a very fragrant and soft bed sheet. It was like in heaven he thought.

"I think I should call mom and dad." Cyra immediately picks up her phone and makes a video call.

Not how long.

"Hello Cyra."

"Hi Dad." Cyra waved her hand in front of her phone screen.

His father was resting on the porch. Soon after, she came and joined them.

"How are you doing there, son?"

"Good ma'am. And look at this." Cyra circulates a cell phone to every corner of her room so her parents can see the facilities provided by her.

"That's a nice room." praise me.

"I'm lucky, dad. Although Mr. Aroon is arrogant and rarely smiles but when it comes to the workers in his house he provides the best facilities."

"When are you allowed to go home? You've only been here three days, I've missed."

Cyra paused for a moment and then smiled. "Mother take it easy, Mr. Aroon gives me three months' leave."

"It was a long time" said the disappointed mother.

"You must support Cyra, don't add to the burden of her mind."

"This is the first time we've been away from him sir."

"Mom and Dad don't have to worry. Later if you have received a salary I will buy a ticket for you to come to Bogor. It just so happens that the salary I received was huge."

"really?" mom's eyes were happy.

"Truly ma'am. I'll send some of you and mom."

"It doesn't need to be like that, you can save for your future."

"It's okay Dad, even though the money I sent to dad and mom is still enough for me to save myself."

"Well, if that's what you want."

Arrive - arrive. Geck! Geck! Geck! cyra's bedroom door was knocked by someone.

"Dad, mom, I've already done it. Looks like someone knocked on my bedroom door."

"Yes always take care of yourself there, say our regards to your Mr. Uo."

"Well dad, mom."

Call ended. Cyra immediately got out of her bed and opened the room door.

"Ommar?"

"This is a list of books that young master likes."

"Thank you Omar. I'll look in the library."

"Bu Cireng already know the location?"

"Already, Mr. Uo told me."

"Sir Uo?"

"Oh my uncle, Mr. Shamsudin." Cyra explained.

"When are you going there?"

"In a moment, it's fine - my clothes are still a little less."

"O.o.. All right then. Excuse me, ma'am Cireng."

Cyra just smiled and then went inside again. Although he really does not like to be called Cireng ma'am, but what can make important Gio comfortable first and do not consider it a threat.

After finishing arranging clothes and other equipment Cyra immediately took a shower because it was late afternoon. This time Cyra wore a T-shirt and jeans bell, with hair on the cepol up he immediately brought the note given Omar was headed to the library.

He slowly opened the door and was surprised by what he saw. This room is full of books that are neatly arranged, really similar to a government-owned library. Cyra smiled happily because she was actually also a hobby of reading. Due to limited money he could only borrow at public libraries and sometimes read them online on the internet.

He immediately went in and went around looking - look at the contents of the library. There is also a lounge chair that can be used for reading. "Well I can - can I fall asleep here because of the fun of reading." he murmured.

Cyra soon returns with her original intention of finding Gio's favorite book. If you allow Mr. Aroon, I'll borrow some books here Cyra thought.

It turns out that the arrangement of this book is sorted according to its alphabet, so it will not be difficult. Cyra immediately searched for the books. In total there are six books, one book to five he has got, only the sixth book is rather difficult. "What might be on that top shelf yeah." he murmured himself. When Cyra was preoccupied with the last book, suddenly the door closed itself and locked. Bra!!!

"Hey, who is that?!" his yell. He decided to get closer to the source of the sound. Chequek! Chequek! Chequek! Cyra repeatedly tried to open the door.

"Hey! Who's out there! Help me!" his yell. He reached into his pants pocket and "Ah shit, my phone missed." he said in a panic.

He then banged on the door even louder in the hope that someone would pass by and hear him. Brakk! Brakk! Brakk! "Please! open the door, I'm locked inside!"

It had been almost thirty minutes for Cyra to shout - but no one helped her. He sat on the floor and leaned his body against the door.

"Relax you have to calm down Cyra, don't panic. Let's think." he talked to encourage himself. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. That he did repeatedly until he could think clearly again. Suddenly he remembered there was a small window for air ventilation, if he climbed up and passed there it seemed he could get out. Cyra looked at the clock there and it was almost night. Actually what he feared was that if at any time Gio looked for him and he was not sure Omar and Olif would report it to Aroon and he might be considered irresponsible. The dismissal is the threat.

With great difficulty he took a chair and tried to open the window and "Yes! Succeed." Cyra immediately climbed up while holding the book she was looking for earlier. Only half he looked down. "Waduh high too, easy - hopefully I can jump." he prayed. First he threw the book down with his heart - heart after that he tried to go down.

"Hey what are you doing!"

"That.. Mrs Aroon?"

"What are you doing?!"

"Sorry my master is locked inside."

"Don't make it up - there is! Comeondown!" Aroon's orders.

"Iiyy, Iiyya sir, but you step aside first I want to jump."

"You're crazy! it's high!"

"Can! I can. Just calm down. Please step aside."

Actually Cyra knew this wall was very high, but he was reckless rather than angry. At least his body was sick and most badly his leg was broken. Closing his eyes and continuing to chant prayers he began to jump and...

Hah apparently did not hurt he thought in heart. He smiled, his leg was not broken.

"Open your eyes you idiot!"

Loh kok the voice of Mr. Aroon sounded close thought as he frowned. Slowly Cyra opened her eyes, instantly her eyes widened when she found out the reality. He did not expect it to fall without feeling the pain because Aroon caught it.

"Sorry sir." Cyra immediately stepped back. Stay away from Aroon. "I'm sorry" he said repeatedly.

"Ehem.. What's going on?"

"So I was just looking for the book that Gio needed, but it looks like the library door was broken."

"damaged?"

"Yes, sir, the door was closed by itself and locked." Cyra explained confidently.

"In my house there is never a broken item because it is always checked periodically."

Well don't don't don't the ghost thinks Cyra's shaken.

"I'm not lying, sir."

"Why jump out of the window?"

"I asked for help but no one heard, if I didn't go through the window I could - I could be found suffocated in this library."

"Good sir."

Cyra followed Aroon's steps and what happened when they got there. The library door is open.

"How dare you lie!"

"I swear sir, this door was locked. And it's also impossible for me to intentionally harm myself by jumping out of a window."

It's also true what this woman said Aroon thought "This time I'm sorry, but if you make a fuss like this again then I'm not reluctant to fire you."

"Bbaik tuan's. Sorry." said Cyra bowed.

Aroon immediately left him alone.

This haunted house Cyra thought as she slightly ran towards her room.

There was a pair of sparkling eyes looking at it all.

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After Cyra's dinner decides to take a break, Gio is unwilling to study anymore because he is tired. While Aroon came out because he would meet with clients. In the room he kept thinking about what happened this afternoon. There must be a realistic explanation. It can't be a ghost.

Cyra keeps thinking she doesn't easily believe in ghosts. Arrive - arrive..

"Well, the lights are out." he murmured. He took his phone and turned on the flashlight.

Strange, it can go out. A house this big does not have a generator, he thought. He stepped out of the room to see why the lights had gone out.

Only then did he hold the handle of the door of the lights arrived - suddenly lit up again. "Oh there may be a blackout." Cyra is back in bed, he will read Gio's favorite books so he knows the character of this child.

Cyra opened the first page, but suddenly the lights went out again. He did not immediately turn on the flashlight, he thought it would soon be back on like before.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The door to his room was knocking

"Who?"

No quiet answers.

"Who's out there?"

Again - no answer.

Finally inevitably Cyra turns on the flashlight, he steps out to open the door. Just a few steps he smelled like a very fragrant flower.

"What is this scent? Is this house really haunted?" muttered. "No, I have to make sure this is a ghost or a human act. "Review if caught. You have disturbed my calm." he murmured furiously.

Cyra opened the door and directed a flashlight to light her way. Suddenly a white shadow flashed in the hallway and then disappeared at the turn.

Hah what does that think. His heart is pounding - pounding. He quickly followed the white shadow. Luckily, he has memorized every detail of this house and it makes it easy.

Where the white shadow had turned, Cyra circulated her flashlight and brakk! Srett! Srett!

"Hey who is that?!" his yell.

The white shadow flashed and again disappeared. Cyra pointed the flashlight at the spot where the white shadow turned.

Wait if I go through there I can block the white shadow, because this road will break through the turn. Half-running Cyra immediately passed through the passageway and sure enough, he seemed to hear something.

Hmmm this must be human, there is no way a ghost can speak he thought with a triumphant smile.

He stole hear what they were talking about.

"Young master, ma'am Cireng is like a freak." Omar whispered.

"Yes we succeeded, good work you guys" said Gio happy.

"What next?" ask Olif.

"You're stupid or how, of course, keep scaring him" Omar said.

"Sssstt! don't be so hard." Gio warned. "Fear until Cireng's mom fainted."

"Your young master" they replied simultaneously.

O.o.so this is what they did. Not giving up apparently thought Cyra with a smile. It could be that this afternoon in the library was their doing. It's worth arriving - suddenly handed over Gio's favorite book, apparently trying to lead me to the library and trap there.

A brilliant idea came to Cyra's mind. Ghosts must be fought with ghosts.

Cyra immediately walked to the kitchen which was not far from there. Cyra took the flour and rubbed it on the face until evenly distributed. He also soaked his hands with ice water so it felt cold. Not to forget he also took a white tablecloth and dikerudungkan on the head.

"We'll see who's going to run down the algae." murmured Cyra.

Meanwhile...

"Olif where did Miss Cireng go?"

"Where do I know, it was around here" replied Olif

"Don't don't you faint already."

"If you've passed out, you must be lying here, you idiot!"

Omar and Olif are still busy looking for Cyra's whereabouts.

"Ommar.. Omar." call Olif repeatedly.

"What the hell? Just interrupt it."

"What's this smell?"

Omar soon realized that he smelled a foul smell and smelled of a pungent flower.

Suddenly someone was holding Olif's shoulder. And he thought it was Gio.

"Young man why are you here?" ask Olif.

But there is no answer at all. What he felt was a cold hand.

"Master.. Young master." call him. Olif turned around and was surprised. His body was stiff and could not move at all. "Ommar.. Omar.. Omar." - Omar."

"Otherwise!" omar shouted annoyed that Olif was too noisy. He turned around to look at Olif and

"Aaacch!!! Ghost!!!" his yell. He ran away from Olif.

"Omar don't leave me!!!" olif shouted while crying in fear. He tried to escape from the ghost's grip and then ran after Omar.

"Mahahahh." Cyra laughed out loud - bahak saw those who ran off the ridge. "Heh taste!"

Well there's one more. Just wait, Mr. Gio, easy - hopefully with this can make you think Cyra.

He quickly went to the place where Gio was hiding. Wearing a white tablecloth he stood near Gio.

Cyra immediately let out a hoarse but shrill voice. "Young masteraaa."

"Where the hell are you guys? Why so long." Gio replied annoyed. He immediately turned his body and "Aaaccchh!!! Ghost!!!" frightened screams. "Olif! Omar! Help me!" yelled Gio while running.

Cyra immediately removed the white cloth from her head and was satisfied with her work. "Heh Cyra Hanifa was resisted." he muttered arrogantly.

After turning on the electric switch he immediately returned to his room to clean his white face full of flour.

Tonight he was able to sleep soundly because he was satisfied to be able to avenge their trap.

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